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Generic Mystery
Generic Mystery
Generic Mystery
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Generic Mystery

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The greatest mystery of all time! A tale of missing persons, murder, mistaken identity, microfilm, and a private detective who's on the case like a thing that is on another thing!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherB.P. Kasik
Release dateMar 12, 2018
ISBN9781370548361
Generic Mystery
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B.P. Kasik

B.P. Kasik is the author of dozens of humor, horror, YA, mystery, fantasy, and/or science fiction books. Has a wife and kids. Is on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and a blog somewhere. Also known as “Phony McFakename.” Thinks about you every now and then. Hopes you’re doing well.

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    Generic Mystery - B.P. Kasik

    PROLOGUE

    So there I was, trapped!

    This case had led me into dangerous territory—dangerous even for a veteran investigator like me!—and now the pot of danger boiled over and I was captured by the bad guy.

    The perp’s weapon was trained on me and I was strapped to a chair. (It was a wooden chair, if you’re curious.)

    If anything, this taught me that I needed to be more careful about what patients I accepted at my therapy practice.

    The Pandora’s Box that was opened up by one troubled patient had unleashed a storm of troubles on me.

    And I knew I’d made a miscalculation or two in my investigation, but hoo boy, this really blew up in my face.

    Just like the weapon that was about to blow up in my face.

    I knew there was nothing more I could say. I’d stated my case and the perp would not listen to reason.

    As the weapon was held steady and moved closer and closer to my noggin, it looked like my doom was sealed for good.

    No way was I getting out of this one.

    I’d always escaped or been rescued from cliffhanger situations like this before, but I was definitely toast this time.

    Truly, this was a tight spot that would not be wormed out of.

    My number was up.

    My ticket was about to be punched.

    How did it come to this? I asked myself.

    And can I answer my own question in 20,000 words or less?

    1

    Let’s find out!

    I wasn’t always a detective/therapist hybrid. I was once a loud-and-proud full-time Social Justice Warrior.

    And I’m not sorry. I’m not even sorry not sorry.

    I got in arguments, I corrected people, and I checked privilege all over the place, online and IRL.

    Whenever anyone asked me my sex or gender, I stared at them until they nervously changed the subject.

    Actually, I still do that. Androgyny suits me. And I’ve already death-stared so many folks around town who dared to ask, no one asks anymore. Staying gender-neutral keeps away the dames and dudes who want to waste my time while there’s detecting and/or psychologizing to do.

    But for the most part, those days are behind me. I’ve come to believe that I can do my best work as a detective/psychiatrist by leaving the social justice work to the younger crowd. I fought the good fight, now it’s up to them to carry the torch.

    Oh, and I hate clowns. That will come up later.

    So as you see, I’m a thoughtful, well-adjusted person. It’s possible I maybe think about things a lot more than you. That every action I take in life is better-measured and more carefully considered than you. Yes, I’ve been told that I’m smart and clever and unique.

    But I’m also humble, and willing to share my accumulated wisdom with you, along with giving you a cracking good mystery story to chew on with your brain teeth.

    Your thanks are pre-emptively appreciated. And you’re very welcome in advance!

    2

    In case you feel any strange feelings as you read this work of literary mystery literature, please know that that feeling you’re feeling will be cognitive dissonance. I will have induced it in you. I’m probably inducing it in you right now. Because in addition to being a master of human psychology, I’m also a trained hypnotist.

    As long as you behave yourself and read my book in peace and don’t hurt anyone, we’ll get along just fine and I won’t be forced to hypnotize you into barking like a dog.

    I almost never do that anymore. Though I MAY hypnotize someone in the story to come…(wink)

    In the meantime, let me just give you a little taste of what I was like in the past.

    Turn the page, if you dare…

    3

    An undisclosed number of years ago…

    I was sitting on a bench on a major thoroughfare in my small town one sunny day, thinking deep thoughts and being remarkable.

    When all of a sudden, a stranger approached me.

    This stranger sat by my side. This person had long hair and wore facial makeup and a red dress, but I would not presume to assume this person’s gender, so I will not say this was a she.

    This person said, Hello.

    And I said, Hello. But we should be aware that ‘Hello’ is the name of a very emotional song by the artist Adele. And even the mention of that song can trigger painful memories in individuals, so we must exercise caution when using that microaggressive word.

    This person in the red dress said, Okay. So how should I greet you? Is ‘hi’ okay?

    Not while prescription drug abuse is running so rampant in our modern society! Opioid addiction is no laughing matter. We never know who might be ‘high’ at any given time. And ‘hi’ is phonetically equal to that word, thus turning what was once an inoffensive salutation into a potentially unpleasant, inappropriate thing to say to someone in case they actually happen to be ‘high.’

    The red dress-clad stranger was silent for a while. How about nodding as a greeting?

    I pondered this with my considerable intellect. A nod is acceptable. Though you should be careful in doing so, because some individuals are unable to move their necks and thus a movement of the head can be interpreted as a mocking of their inability to do so.

    The person in the red dress checked her watch and looked up and down the street. So I suppose it’s best if we just don’t acknowledge each other at all?

    I blanched. "Well, that wouldn’t be very

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